A couple of really big trees. And a sheltie-girl.
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Responsible adult
The pull of the road is strong even though I just got back from a quick 5 day road trip to Minnesota.
The long and winding road.
I know I’ve been gone the majority of this summer, off to Alabama, or up north to camp or to DC for a meeting. Or somewhere.
The soybeans are turning yellow. There’s no time to lose!
If I was a responsible adult I’d buckle down and get some things done around here.
Little puffy clouds were starting to pop up.
If I was a responsible adult I’d work on weeding the gardens.
Hundreds of swallows were enjoying the warm sun.
I’d order more mulch and get it spread before we turn the corner toward winter.
The classic red barns in yellow fields of soybeans.
If I was a responsible adult I’d unpack Katie’s luggage and put it all away so that I can find her stuff again when she has to go back to camp.
A lonely white barn sits with a bit of attitude on a small hill.
In fact, I’d clean out her cupboard in the laundry room where years of stuff she no longer uses are stored in sloppy piles.
There was a barn around every corner.
If I was a responsible adult I’d empty out the freezer and toss out all that frost covered unidentifiable stuff hiding in the back.
I loved the green stripes in this plowed field, combined with the wildflowers up front and the clouds above.
If I was a responsible adult I’d sort through the camping gear and toss the stuff that is old, broken, moldy or never used.
Then there was this field, full of dark green sugar beet foliage, followed by the yellow of soybeans and the barn off in the distance.
Then I’d rearrange it on the shelves in the basement so I knew what I had before next season comes around.
Barns closeup are interesting too.
If I was a responsible adult I’d do the same for the pantry. You don’t even want to know what old, broken, moldy or never used stuff is in there.
So many old barns.
If I was a responsible adult I’d clean out the oriole bird feeder and put it away for the season. The hummingbird feeders need some attention too.
A touch of red among the yellow, blue and white.
But I haven’t done any of that. Instead I heeded the call of the road and went in search of barns.
It was a good afternoon for photography.
And I don’t feel guilty one bit.
A spectacular late summer day on the farm.
Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge: People at work.
This guy, on the street in Little Italy in New York City was so busy working at making his cigars for sale that he didn’t notice me snapping a picture
Hard at work while enjoying his own cigar.
Not fair mama!
Katie here. I’m at ‘camp.’ And let me tell you there’s nothing about it that reminds me of camping.
And mama is off having fun.
Not fair mama!
I’m posting a pic from our last trip together in the hope it makes her feel bad and come home and spring me from this joint!
So there. I got to see the bridge too, just a couple weeks ago. It was really cool. And now she’s off up north somewhere cavorting around with daddy and I’m stuck here.
Let me tell you, she better have a real good excuse for dumping me at camp. Cause just any little ole reason isn’t going to cut it with me.
And you can be darn sure I’ll be getting her up even earlier unless she makes amends.
Signing off for now.
Your gal (but not my mama’s gal) Katie.
A Photo a Week Challenge: Details
Healing woods
The park overlooks Davis Lake, only a couple miles from my house!
Katie here. I noticed mama was sort of sad lately so I thought I should take things into my own paws. This morning, on this last day of the calendar summer, I told her not to turn on that stupid TV and instead I suggested we take a walk in the woods.
I bundled her into my chariot, and I let her drive, because you know my mama loves to drive, and we went over to a park not too far away. It’s a new park to me, but I’ve been reading mama’s blog when she’s sleeping, and I see that she’s been there a couple of times without me!
Let’s get going mama!
Well! I don’t know what she was thinking, but I guess I’ll forgive her now that she’s taken me to explore it myself.
I knew that once I got her into the woods she’d feel better, and she says it worked. She got all artsy, taking pictures of the wildflowers that are blooming, and the morning light shining through the trees.
Morning sun.
Mama says you can’t help but feel better when you’re out in nature. I let her take as long as she wanted, and we walked really slow up and down hills. She stopped a lot and that was fine with me, it let me get extra sniffing time. Win/win!
I had to wait for her a lot. That was OK with me.
The only thing I have to say is that when mama’s focused on her camera you should stay away from her feet because she actually stepped on me! I told her off and then I made sure to pay better attention to where she was.
The colors were beautiful!
Mostly we were in the shade, but we did explore down near the wetlands. The flowers were so pretty, all tangled up together. And see down in the lower right, that monarch butterfly? Mama was happy that she got him in the picture too.
So pretty!
Mostly she took pictures of stuff that is not me. I was OK with that this time. I figured she should do what she needed to do to put a smile on her face. I didn’t even argue much when she said we should turn around and head back to the car. The sun was higher and it was getting hot anyway.
Mama liked the shapes of the tree trunks too.
And now that I know about this park I’ll get her to take me again soon. Maybe after it gets a little cooler with a bit of a breeze to make my fur blow. I think that’s my best look.
I can look beautiful in any circumstance.
Oh…and remember that I’m supposed to tell you about our trip back from up north last week? Well, next time mama isn’t paying attention I’ll do that.
A girl has to be strategic, you know.
Such a pretty place.
A Photo a Week Challenge: Delicate
While Katie and I were up north we happened across a wildflower garden that had attracted a lot of monarch butterflies.
You may or may not know that the monarchs are endangered and oh so delicate. It was good to see many of them enjoying the garden on the shores of Lake Michigan.
I felt privileged to have been there while they were lunching.
